Of Lingeries and Her
 

There. Samantha smiled as she flipped the message on her Singlish desk stationery to ON LEAVE. Her favourite present she got from her colleague during Christmas. She grinned to herself as she was going to pamper herself during her well deserved break. And what's fun for her is she's going alone. She loved going solo and had no problems being single. Not because she wasn't pretty but she loved the freedom.

Sam glanced around the office as she shut off her computer. Leaving her grey jacket wrapped on her chair. She brushed her hazel coloured hair to the side and put on her red stilettos. Then she took out her Post-it Note, left a lipstick mark and pasted it on her flip chart.

Ken stood watching in the far side as he hid away from Sam's view. His eyes shone as he saw her exiting and turning right, to the lift. He glanced at his watch as it read 8:15pm, took out his mobile and turned on the Pokemon Go, and see if he could replenish the well needed Pokeballs.

8:30pm. Ken looked around the office. And there were no one around already. He stood up, brushed his knees as he took his briefcase and a huge paper bag with the huge label Naiise on it.

He walked slowly and cautiously towards Sam's table and brushed her jacket and the Post-it note into his paper bag quickly. His heart was thumping yet happy of his achievement.

Samantha felt a cold tingling sensation down her spine when she could not explain why but brushed it off as she was more excited to be packing her bag off for her well deserved trip. Her entire bed was in a huge mess as she threw her favourite lingerie on her bed and was all hyped out which to bring. She loved having a huge wardrobe full of lingerie. And could not resist any sale based on that.

Purple, red, polka dots, black laced with a tinge of gold on the sides, a white floral themed motifs bra was all that she chose. Together with her matching panties.

All done, Sam giggled to herself. She disrobed herself and walked into the shower.

Ken was speeding and couldn't wait to be back. His heart was thumping wildly and his body temperature was rising as he kept his eyes on the white paper bag. As he came to a stop, he turned on Facebook and immediately searched for Sam's profile. There. He smiled again.

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Why the ad link?

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Thought it might be good to see how the ON LEAVE looks though.

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I'm not saying you have to edit it. I was just asking. ;)

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This has all the makings of a great tale.
Good start TS,don't keep us hanging for the next installment ;)

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Good start!! Please continue :)

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Ken jumped when the car horned at him. He dropped his phone and stepped on the accelerator. He arched his eyebrows as he sped off, ignoring the speed cameras. His focus: To get home as fast as he could.

Sam was sitting on her bedside as she switched on her hairdryer. Letting her slender fingers work her magic on her soft, rebond hair. She curled her hair on her fingers and smelled them as she gave a little grin.

Ken locked himself in the room as he threw his briefcase on the side. He took delicate care of the white paper bag and placed it gently on his bed. He swallowed his saliva as he opened the bag. His starved face. His hands trembled when he took out her stationery that read OFFICE BUDDY. With a yellow Post-it Note that was sandwiched in between the ON LEAVE page.

As his sweaty finger moved the flip charts, he saw the lipstick stain on the note. Ken could feel a surge of electricity go up his chest as he smelled the lipstick. And brushed his sweaty fingers on the lip mark. He closed his eyes as he imagined touching Sam's soft and well moisturized pink lips. And he was getting real hard just imagining. He then took the Post-it note and ran it over his oily face, tabbing it as though he was being kissed. Where he placed it on the tip of his lips.

"AH CHOO!~~~" Samantha sneezed out of nowhere. And her eyelids were twitching. She felt somehow uncomfortable but guess she was too tired over the stressful week. She slowly worked on the body cream, making sure she did not miss out any spot on her curvy body, before she turned off the light and slept.

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Ken closed the curtains of his room. He took a deep sniff of the oily patch of paper, as he started to unbucket his belt. Feeling the surge of desperation mixed with excitement. As he stroke himself, he licked the lipstick, ignoring the fact it felt really sick. As he secured the Post-it note with his mouth, he reached for the Office Buddy, thinking where would 'they' go if they went on leave.

Ken shut his eyes as he pumped himself furiously, with tickles of saliva dropping from the side of his mouth. He was grinning as he spun himself as though he was high on drugs. He convulsed a little when he shouted "Yeah" as he threw Sam's favourite stationery on the floor and he shot every.single.drop he stored onto it.

The entire room smelled of stale sweat and semen as he sat on the floor, staring at the cum filled "On Leave" sign. "Go Jiak Honk liao. Later then reply you.

Then Ken had another sick idea. He moved his serum and covered the "honk". Took a shot with his mobile as he laughed. He was filling his mind with the thought that Sam was telling him: Go Jiak (your semen) liao, later then reply you ok Ken?

He felt that tingle as he shivered in achievement.

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Hehe another writer's back aye! :D

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gotnotime! it's been a long time yeah? :)

saw a Singlish designer stationery that was so hilarious, I couldn't wait to try to turn it into a story! hahaha

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Haha I'm just lurking around nowadays, gotnotime to write after starting my new job :p

Looking forward to your story, and ilock too ^^

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Please continue TS ..

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Looking forward to TS next updates . :)

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Sam was taking a run in the part wearing her favourite sky blue sports bra and matching shorts together with her pink Nike shoes. Enjoying the cool evening air, the sea breeze and the lovely greenery around.

Her natural born gifts bounced from side to side as she breathed, as her athletic bathed itself with her sweat, her nicely tied up hair swung from side to side. The very sight of droplets dripping into the deep cleavages attracted the sights and envy of the cyclists as well as the runners. Not something unusual for Sam as she was proud of her body.

She could feel her feet getting warmer as she slowed down, taking deep breaths, gulping the oxygen she needed.

A 10 km run. She smiled as she took a slow walk towards her home which was just about 2km away. She took her hair band down and her soft hazel coloured hair hung loosely around her shoulders. And many would just love to smell her feminine scent every time they got near.

Samantha started to hum and sing, filling herself with the sweet music she loved. As she lost herself in her own musical world.

That was when she heard a loud branch snap behind.

She stopped abruptly. She turned and saw nobody. Thinking that it was just something natural, she continued. But in her, she felt something was feeling uneasy.

There Sam quickened her pace, as her home was just a mere ten minutes away. There she increased her pace in the private estate road.

In a distance, she heard the sound of a familiar motor engine - the electric kick scooter going at full speed. There she saw a masked motorist slowing down before her.

Sam paused. As her face turned white.

The man took out a pack, threw it at her directly and sped off, laughing.
Sam lost her balance and the bag bursted, sending sticky stuff all over her body. Disgusting, she thought to herself as she tried to wipe it off with her hands. It was all over her.

F**k she thought to herself. Sperm.

Immediately she bolted off. Sprinting off to her house.

*Whoever does this is sick* She thought.

Then she saw the scooter parked somewhere near where she lived. She started to panic and was frantically looking around for the one who threw the bag at her.

Out of nowhere, a figure appeared behind her and grappled her breast, revealing a tiny slip of her nipples against the cum-coated body. Another blow came towards her neck as she fell unconscious.

Samantha woke up, her entire body covered in sweat. What was this feeling?

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Nice story, camping here!!